My Most Embarrassing Sporting Moment

Ice Hockey Wife

My husband played a lot of sport mostly rugby and ice hockey - both at a very high level.

We started dating from a young age and I got to know early on that sport was high on his priority list – I actually came second!!

Every weekend I was either sitting on a field watching him play rugby chatting to my girlfriends or freezing drinking hot chocolates in an ice rink.

One afternoon he was playing his NSW Ice Hockey Grand Final in Canberra with a packed stadium and it was exactly like the games you watch in America and Canada. The atmosphere was amazing.

He was “body checked” from behind (pushed over) and slammed onto the ice and blood was going everywhere. The fight was on, before I knew it there were bodies on top of each other fighting and gloves were flying everywhere.

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Both Frankie and the other player were put in the penalty box on the other side of the ice rink. I was beside myself – there was blood streaming down Frankie’s face!!

As the very caring 21 year old loving girlfriend that I was, I ran around the ice rink with a white tissue waving it in the air screaming “Frankie I'm coming”!! The whole rink started to chant “tissue, tissue, tissue”. As I came towards him I could see the look on his face. He was mortified and said “go away don’t come near me”. I said “but you are bleeding everywhere you need a tissue” he turned his head and wouldn’t look at me, he just ignored me. With that I just walked away - I got the picture.

After the game (which they won) I was waiting outside the dressing room for him. His good mate Clint came out first and said “if I was you I would wait in the car he is so angry”!

He was right!!! The only words Frankie said to me after the game were “that was the most embarrassing sporting moment of my life – not even my mother has ever done that. Don’t you ever do that again”.

We drove back to Sydney in complete silence and he didn’t speak to me for one whole week after that night. I never offered him a tissue again.

Now I have two mini Frankie’s that also play rugby and ice hockey (Noah – 13 & Hugo - 10). I can honestly say I would do exactly the same to them. I don’t care how many tissues I give them or how many times I run onto the rugby field in my pink track suit when I am not supposed to. They are my life and that’s what you do when you are a mother, wife and a very caring girlfriend.